This summer, we decided to put our house on the market. It was a hard decision for me (less difficult for my husband and son) - mostly because I'm super sentimental and get attached to things.

I bought the house when I was a single mom - so it was the first house Nicholas and I called our own. It's small, but we lived a lot of life in this house - 10 years! Now that our days are numbered, I find myself, half awake, taking almost-daily photos of sunrise from the deck, reminiscing and trying to stay in the moment so I can memorize details and remember how the sun fills the space.

Hiking home (up the steep hill) after getting breakfast at Brite Spot.

That one time a SWAT team was on our front porch. True story!

So as of tomorrow, I'll be a renter in my own home (we are moving out in early November). I'm excited about what's to come, more space and more low-key living (we're looking to move to the suburbs), but I'm so grateful to this house for keeping us safe and keeping us close.

Because I'm a total sap, here's a round up of photos from our MLS listing.